Overnight, the cold mist before the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet never dispersed.
Queen Medusa sat cross-legged by the Yellow Spring waters, a dark cloak draped over her purple gown. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, its tips still carrying a trace of moisture. She did not deliberately release her aura after breaking through, yet the occasional wisp of violet-gold Dou Qi circulating around her made the low-level serpent beasts nearby instinctively bow low.
After the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python bloodline advanced another step, subtle changes seemed to have taken place throughout her entire body.
She was still coldly beautiful.
Still dangerous.
But that danger was no longer merely sharp; it now carried the nobility and pressure that truly belonged to a high-grade bloodline.
Like a royal serpent coiled beneath the moon—breathtakingly beautiful in stillness, yet capable of making all serpents lower their heads with a single glance.
Xiao Fan sat some distance away, using Colorless Fire to suppress the backlash within his body.
The flames slowly spun in his palm, transparent at times and streaked with faint black patterns at others. He had borrowed the power of a Dou Saint to redirect the flow earlier, then protected Queen Medusa as she received the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's inheritance. His injuries were not severe, but they were troublesome.
The fire core had been shaken into disorder for a moment.
Had the Dragon Emperor Reverse Scale not stabilized his heart meridians, he would likely have already suffered a backlash from the Void Black Pattern.
When Queen Medusa opened her eyes, the first thing she looked at was neither the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet nor Yao Ming.
It was Xiao Fan.
She rose to her feet, and her cloak slipped down slightly, revealing her cool, pale collarbone and the edge of her